Selena's POV
I ran across the landing into my mom's room, trying to push out my thoughts of what I had now decided was love. Being in love was a wonderful feeling, granted, but nothing was going to get in the way of my Christmas cheer.
"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up! It's Christmas! It's Christmas! Santa's been!" I yelled as I jumped onto the bed and bounced excitedly. I knew Santa didn't really exist anymore, but he was a major part of Christmas for everyone. Demi stood in the door way chuckling quietly as my parents sat up, obviously startled by being jumped on.
"Morning sweetie, your stocking's in the closet as usual, Brian go and fetch it dear . Get Demi's too." My mom said as she ruffled my hair. I sat in between my parents and climbed under the blanket with them. My dad got up and headed over to the closet where he pulled out my usual winnie-the-pooh stocking and a red Santa one for Demi.
"Demi, don't stand in the door way, come and sit on the bed." My dad said, tapping the space at the foot of the bed. Demi grinned and came to sit on the bed with us. "There's your stockings, go ahead and open them." He said to the both of us. I didn't hesitate to start ripping the presents open to reveal makeup, perfume, jewellery and a Mitchie Torres topless posted for my wall, which made me blush when I opened it.
"Demi we didn't really know what sort of stuff to put in yours since you don't wear makeup very much, so I hope what we got is okay for you." My mom told Demi with a warm smile. Demi had things like bath sets, perfume, a little bit of makeup, and chocolates in her stocking.
"You guys really didn't have to get me anything. You let me live in your house and refuse to take any sort of contribution from me; you absolutely should not have brought me anything, but thank you anyway." She said as she hugged my mom and dad slightly.
"Well we don't need your money, so we're not going to take it. You're more than welcome in our house for as long as you like." Said my dad with a grin. I chuckled and crawled out of the bed onto Demi's lap.
"Can we go downstairs now? Please, please, please, please, please?" I begged with excitement evident in my voice. Demi wrapped her arms around my waist and rested her head on my shoulder. Her eyes started closing slowly; she clearly wasn't ready to be awake.
"Yes of course we can babe. Let me just go to the bathroom then we can go down." My mom said as she climbed out of the bed and headed to the bathroom. My dad reached under his pillow and pulled out two small parcels.
"Here, I got these for you two; you have to open them together." He instructed as he handed me the one wrapped in red paper and Demi the one wrapped in green paper. We both unwrapped them and opened the boxes at the same time. They were bracelets with half a heart on each of them. Demi's had 'For' on it and mine had 'ever' on it. They connected together and I thought they were really sweet. "Your mother told me not to get them for you because she didn't want me to jinx your relationship or whatever, but I thought they were sweet. If she asks just say one of you brought it for the other." He whispered cautiously so that my mom wouldn't hear.
"Okay, thanks dad, they're lovely." I told him as I hooked my bracelet on around my wrist. Demi had just finished hooking hers when my mom emerged from the bathroom with her hair brushed and her pyjamas straightened out.
"Come on then guys, shall we go down?" My mom asked us. She'd clearly splashed her face with water or done something ridiculous to wake herself up. I wasn't about to complain though, I was really excited. I jumped off Demi's lap, pulling her with me, and ran down the stairs as fast as I could, not letting go of Demi's hand.
"Selena! Stop at the door!" My dad yelled. I abruptly stopped when I was about to push the living room door open, and caused Demi to band her head on the door slightly.
"Sorry baby, how's your head?" I asked as I quickly pecked her forehead where she had banged it.
"It's fine." Demi said as she rubbed it. I giggled and turned to my parents who by now were standing behind us. I looked at them with puppy-dog eyes, silently begging for them to let us in.
"Go on then." My dad said with an eye roll. I grinned and practically burst through the door to reveal the living room where two of the three couches were now home to presents wrapped in red and gold paper.
"Demi your presents are on that couch, Selena, yours are on the other. Enjoy." My mom said as she and my dad headed toward the other couch and sat down. Demi looked like she was about to cry before hugging both of my parents, letting a few tears slip from her eyes.
"Thank you guys, you really didn't have to do this… I haven't had a proper Christmas since I was Selena's age." She said, somewhat sadly. I knew that her not having a proper Christmas for five years was because of the issue with her parents, and it was so horrible to think of.
"It's really no problem, Demi. As far as we're all concerned, you're a part of the family now. Merry Christmas." My mom said, kissing Demi's cheek as she pulled out of the hug. I grinned at my parents interaction with my girlfriend, obviously it would make me happy to see them getting along so well.
"Thank you, Merry Christmas to both of you too." Demi replied before walking over to me and kissing my cheek softly. "Merry Christmas beautiful." She whispered into my ear. I quickly captured her lips in my own for a quick peck. I didn't want to break my mom's rule about not being too affectionate in front of her.
"Are you girls going to open your presents or are you just going to stand there being love-sick all day?" My dad asked jokingly. I chuckled before sitting on the arm-rest of my couch. Demi went over to her couch as well and we started opening the presents.
Several bottles of perfume, Nineteen new items of clothing, a new TV, the new xbox360 with kinect , an iPod touch 64gb, an iPad and a Blackberry Torch later, all of my presents from my parents were open except for one. It was in the middle of the floor and it was for me and Demi. It was a small box with a bow around it, causing me to become really curious about what was in it.
"Right girls, this is one that you can't use yet and you'll be sharing for life. Obviously if, god forbid, you two split up, it'll go to Selena, purely because she's our daughter. We hope you both like it." My dad said with an excited grin. I couldn't take the excitement much longer and this was something Demi picked up on.
"Go ahead and do the honours baby." She said with a grin. I picked the box up and ripped off the bow, opening it to reveal a single gold key. Demi and I both looked at each other quizzically before turning to face my parents who were both grinning.
"What is it for?" I asked the curiously, and honestly, slightly disappointed.
"Put these on and we'll guide you." My mom said as she tossed two blindfolds to us. I was really confused and judging by her facial expression, so was Demi. Nonetheless, we put the blindfolds on and I took my mom's hand in my own. Demi took my hand in hers and interlaced our fingers before letting my mom guide us to wherever we were going.
I know we went outside at some point. The cold Christmas air hit me like a knife in my pyjamas and the floor pierced my bare feet like needles. Slipped would have been a good investment at some point.
We stopped suddenly. The first thought that ran through my head was 'new car', but I was so wrong.
"Right girls, you can take your blindfold off on the count of three." My dad told us. I grinned and grabbed hold of the bottom of my blindfold, ready to rip it off on three. My mom counted and on three I ripped my blindfold off, revealing the house next door to ours in front of us. Demi looked at me, once again confused as was I.
"I still don't get it guys." I told them both. My mom sighed and lifted my hand which had the key in. She guided my hand to put the key in the lock and that's when it clicked. "Oh my God… You brought us a house?" I exclaimed.
"Surprise." My mom and dad both said together. I looked at Demi with a look of pure joy on my face before turning the key in the lock.
"Five bedrooms, each with en-suites and huge walk-in closets. Two downstairs living-rooms, a dining-room, kitchen, gym, hot-tub room, pool outside, recording studio, triple garage, five bathrooms, and a sauna." My dad told us as we walked in, completely mesmerised by the sheer beauty of the house we now owned.
"Obviously Selena, you can't legally live here until you turn eighteen because you need either your mom or I to live with you, so it's here and it's ready for you both as soon as you turn eighteen." My dad told us both with a grin. The house was furnished as far as we'd seen, but you could tell by the style that my mom had chosen all the furniture and she'd had Sandra do the interior design. It truly was a beautiful house.
"It's beautiful guys. Thank you so much, this must have set you back by like a million dollars or something." I said in shock. I knew my parents were multi-millionaires because of my father's job, but I would never have expected something like this.
"You're more than welcome sweetie, and no, not a million. Don't worry about the cost. My beautiful daughter deserves a beautiful house to start her own family in. I mean… you know, if that's possible for you guys…" My dad trailed off embarrassedly. I giggled and Demi nodded.
"It is possible, don't worry, there's still the ability for you to have grandchildren." Demi informed my dad with a grin as she wrapped her arms around my waist from behind and rested her head on my shoulder before kissing my shoulder blade softly.
"Don't you dare go and impregnate my daughter at her age!" My dad exclaimed firmly.
"No, Eddie, that's impossible. I meant like, through surgery or something. It wasn't a hinted way at telling you she's pregnant." Demi quickly defended. I laughed hard at my dad's stupidity; thinking Demi could get me pregnant; what an idiot.
"Oh, thank god. Anyway, do you two want to explore your house whilst Dianna and I go make breakfast?" My dad asked, clearly trying to change the subject. It was so obvious he was completely uncomfortable with the conversation.
"Yeah that's a great idea." I said, going with my dad's subject change.
"Okay, pancakes?" My mom asked us both. Demi and I nodded and with that, my parents left the house, closed the door behind them and pushed the key through the mail box.
"So shall we go check out our room?" I asked her with a suggestive wink.
"Absolutely." Demi replied before grabbing both my hands and guiding me up the stairs.
We went into all of the bedrooms before we found the one with a picture of Demi and me in a picture frame on the nightstand. I looked at Demi with a knowing look in my eyes before jumping onto the bed.
"Mmm, this is really comfy." I moaned out as I climbed up to the pillow end of the bed and spread out across the bed. It was huge, probably the same size as my parents bed. I looked up at Demi just in time to see her running towards the bed and jumping onto it, and therefore jumping on me.
"Hmm, I think you're comfier." She said with a wink. I giggled and pulled her face down so that our lips could meet in a passionate Christmas kiss.
"You're really beautiful. Like, I can't describe just how perfect you are to me." I said with a love-drunk grin. Demi chuckled and shook her head.
"Shut up and kiss me baby." She mumbled before attacking my lips hungrily with her own.
8 hours later
We were all sitting on the couch watching my mom beat my dad on Sonic All-Star racing on my new xbox. By all I mean Demi, my grandparents from my dad's side, my aunt, uncle, and my two little cousins. They were all from my dad's side of the family since all of my mom's family lived in Texas.
I was sitting with my newest little cousin on my lap; baby Laurel Gomez. She was so adorable. Four months ago she had been born and we hadn't even known about it until my Aunt Carol and my Uncle Mike showed up with her in their arms. She fell asleep in my arms around a half hour previously and hadn't made a sound since.
My other little cousin Farrel, who was Seven years old, was sitting on the couch in between my aunt and uncle, waiting for his go on the xbox.
My nan and grandad were both half-asleep on the couch. They were relatively old and obviously as they had been getting older they'd been becoming less-able to stay awake all day. I was happy when I realised they were asleep though, it meant that me and Demi could be how we usually were. My grandparents obviously didn't know about us and I didn't want to drop the bombshell on Christmas day.
"You look like such a natural." Demi whispered to me, referring to me sitting with Baby Laurel asleep on my lap. I grinned and leant across to peck her lips quickly.
"Well I didn't know you swung that way, 'Lena." My aunt Carol piped up from her seat on the couch opposite. I hadn't noticed her looking over at us when I kissed Demi. I blushed, I could feel it as I sunk down into the seat, still being careful not to wake Lauren. Demi blushed as well, I could see from the corner of my eyes, and my mom and dad turned round to face us.
"Uhm… Surprise?" I said quietly with a shrug of my shoulder. My aunt chuckled and so did my uncle, which triggered my parents to laugh as well, obviously just glad that they took it well.
"Haha, I told you, didn't I Mike? I said that I had a feeling we'd find something out today!" My aunt exclaimed, seemingly unaffected by what I'd just said.
"It doesn't bother you then?" I asked the pair of them cautiously.
"Heck no, of course it doesn't! Your aunt's best mate at work's married to another woman so obviously it doesn't bother us. You're our niece and we love you." My uncle explained with a grin. "I'll be honest I kind of suspected something was going on with you two, no parent I know would let their teenage daughter stay out all day on Christmas and live with her mate." He added on: clearly unaware of Demi's age.
"Actually, Mike, Demi's Twenty-two." I told him insecurely. His eyes widened along with my Aunt's. Farrel was completely oblivious to the conversation and went over to the xbox to play against my dad, who managed to beat my mom in the end.
"Really? Bloody hell, Demi, you're old enough to be Selena's teacher!" My aunt exclaimed, clearly shocked at the age gap. Demi blushed a dark red and that didn't go unnoticed by Carol. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean for it to come across as me taking it badly, I just wasn't expecting…" She trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"Actually… Demi is my teacher." I admitted quietly after getting a small nod of approval from Demi. My aunt and uncle both dropped their glasses, causing red wine to spill all over the floor. Luckily the floor was wood so there wasn't any worry of stain; I was more worried about what they were going to say.
"Shit! That's bloody illegal!" Carol exclaimed before covering her hand with her mouth.
"Ommm, mommy said a bad word." Farrel shouted without taking his eyes of the screen. I couldn't help but giggled at him as Carol apologised to him.
"I know it sounds bad, but it's not. Demi's mature, we both know the risks and we both know what we're doing. Please don't freak out about this, Demi makes me really happy." I told her quietly. My uncle was picking up the pieces of glass from the floor that he could get without cutting himself, not saying a word.
"If this gets out you'd both be in a hell of a lot of trouble, this is classed as paedophilia!" She told us as if we didn't already know it. I looked at Demi, she was obviously uncomfortable, I mean heck, who wouldn't be?
"I know, but we only have to keep it a secret until my birthday. Please don't tell anyone. I've not been this happy with anyone before; I really don't want this messed up." I told them honestly.
"We won't say anything. We're happy for both of you, aren't we Carol?" Mike asked her sternly, holding the broken glass in his hands. Carol looked at him and nodded quietly.
"Yeah, we're happy for you."